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Slowly drifting her eyes open, the albino coyote woman opened her mouth to let out a yawn, while her claws scratched through the streak of blue hair on her head. Rolling over to avoid the morning sun, she tried to fall back asleep, but a growl from her stomach kept her wide awake. On reaction, she climbed down onto the floor and got on her knees. Opening up her mouth she started shuffling underneath the person that was simultaneously her lover, source of food, and bed.\n\nSamantha looked so peaceful, the overweight raven a blob of black feathers that filled the entirety of the king-sized mattress underneath. Her thick arms and pudgy legs were still usable, but she did little with them these days, Natasha taking charge to feed her and take care of any of her desires. The hundreds upon hundreds of pounds that were packed onto her form were helped along by the upside down white triangle on her beak, a mark that connected to the pentagram on Natasha’s chest.\n\nBeing half-incubus and half-vampire, Natasha was more than happy to help Samantha indulge herself to the fullest. Thinking back to the countless feeding sessions that Samantha had asked for to reach her current size, made the growling in Natasha’s stomach grow even louder. Just as she was about to climb underneath Samantha’s gut to get breakfast, she heard the bird’s telltale morning burp.\n\n“What did I eat last night?” Samantha asked, wincing at the smell of her own morning breath. Unable to stand the smell, she shook her head back and forth to disperse the gas, letting the tips of her purple hair cradle her pudgy cheeks.\n\n“Oh the usual,” Natasha replied, craning her neck up to meet her girlfriend face to face. “Everything and anything I put in front of you.”\n\n“Well whatever it was, I could go for some more,” she replied, groping what she could of her thick skin.\n\n“I’ll get to work on your breakfast in just a moment. First I need to get my own.” Natasha opened her mouth and attempted to dive head first into Samantha’s undercarriage only to have an avalanche of fat block her way.\n\n“Natasha, we talked about this,” Samantha said, trying to look intimidating through her multiple chins. “You promised you would go an entire day without eating me out. I need time to recover from your overindulgence lately.”\n\n“I was hoping you had forgotten,” Natasha said, a shaky grin on her face as she backed away.\n\nSamantha puffed up her face even further. “You know how much this means to me. I want you to prove that I’m more than just your meal ticket.”\n\n“And you are.” Getting back on her feet, she effortlessly leapt up onto Samantha’s massive bosom. Leaning forward, she wrapped her arms around the thick neck in order to give an affectionate morning kiss. “I know how much this means to you,” she said, as she pulled away. “I’ll make it through the day you’ll see.”\n\nSeeing the resolve in Natasha’s eyes, finally got Samantha to relax. “I believe you. I know you can do it.”\n\nTheir relationship stabilized, Natasha jumped down onto the floor. “Then don’t go anywhere and I’ll make you some breakfast.”\n\n“Not that I have much choice,” Samantha playfully called out as Natasha entered the kitchen.\n\nClosing the door behind her, Natasha finally dropped the façade. Chewing on her nails, she wracked her brain on how she was going to get through the day. In an attempt to get her mind off of things, she opened up the fridge and got busy making Samantha’s breakfast. The smell of fried eggs and bacon made her curse her biology, wishing she could just eat normal food and be done with it. Other creatures like herself could usually get by with simple blood or sexual gratification, but her mixed lineage mixed with her exposure to the overweight raven made radical changes to her biology. While she loved Samantha, she was cursed to only get sustenance through the overweight bird’s pleasure and other bodily fluids.\n\nThe overwhelming smell of greasy bacon going up her snout, brought an unruly idea into her head. Leaving the pan to fry, she searched the cupboards and found the needed materials. Collecting the bottles, she glanced over at the door to the living room. She was certain that Samantha wasn’t going to be happy with what she was about to do, but it was necessary if she hoped to get through at least the morning without failing her test.\n\nAfter an hour of prep time, Natasha re-entered the living room with a covered platter of food. Effortlessly climbing up Samantha’s fat rolls, she sat down on the pair of massive breasts. Pulling off the cover, she let the smell of the overstuffed breakfast burritos drift into Samantha’s nostrils. Without a word, Samantha opened her beak wide to begin the feeding. Natasha was more than willing to oblige, tossing in the first burrito\n\nto watch it be swallowed whole. In a matter of minutes, the platter was emptied, save for a single burrito that Samantha was savoring with a few more bites.\n\n“I take it you enjoyed your meal?” Natasha asked, wiping bits of sauce off of Samantha’s cheeks.\n\n“Yeah, it was really good,” she replied, licking her beak clean. “Probably your best batch BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOORP yet.” Her pleased mood soured as she inhaled the cloud of her rancid breath. She no longer looked at Natasha with gratitude, but with annoyance. “What did you put in those burritos?”\n\n“Um…you know the usual stuff,” Natasha replied, keeping her head turned away from Samantha’s gaze. “Eggs, bacon, beans,...my special sauce…”\n\n“Natasha, you know what that does to my UUURRP digestion.”\n\n“I know.” Natasha turned back around to both address the irritated bird and inhale the burp. “Since I can’t get sustenance the usual way, I need to get it somewhere.”\n\nA rumbling in Samantha’s gut, soon gave way to a fart squeaking out from between her massive ass cheeks. “Does it have to come from something that smells so bad?”\n\n“Sorry, but that’s partially your fault.” Sliding down Samantha’s belly, she put the empty platter down on a table. “Just as your body’s been changed to turn all food into either fat or gas, my diet changed to accept only your pleasure, sweat, and gas.” Walking to Samantha’s backside, she hugged what she could of the gigantic ass cheeks. She dove face first into the butt crack, just in time to catch the next fart with her snout.\n\nSamantha opened her mouth to scold her partner, but was halted by a shiver of pleasure originating from her rear. As the coyote dug further in to suck up the fart,\n\nSamantha’s felt a twinge of pleasure that overcame any soreness she still felt around her well-used womanhood. “T-that’s fine,” she said, muffling a moan as best as she could. “If it helps you keep your promise, I think I can handle a little gas.” Feeling Natasha grope her luscious rear, she let out another fart just to cover up a coo of pleasure.\n\n“Thank you Samantha,” Natasha said, raising her head up, her fur stuck with the smell of Samantha’s colon. “I’ll make good on my promise, you’ll see.”\n\nWithout the ability to waste away the day pleasuring Samantha, Natasha set about working on the household chores she had been neglecting. While she tidied up and took stock of what she needed for her next store trip, Samantha was content to sit on her bed playing video games or watching things on her tablet. The work was meant to keep Natasha’s mind off things, but it was difficult with the sound of her ravenous stomach and gassy roommate. She had hoped that the constant belches and farts would be enough to sate her hunger, making sure to press herself up against Samantha whenever a new burst of indigestion came out. However, the rancid air only served as an appetizer that made her hunger more for a main course she couldn’t have.\n\nWhen it came time to prepare Samantha’s lunch, Natasha didn’t hesitate to pour more of her special sauce on top of a stack of chili cheese dogs with extra onions. The meal would increase the amount and severity of Samantha’s gas, but that would only exacerbate Natasha’s hunger. Just as she was about to carry the platter out into the living room, her eyes lingered on the thermostat. An idea popped in her head, offering a temporary fix to her problem at the cost of making Samantha very uncomfortable.\n\n“Is lunch BWOOOORRRP ready yet?” Samantha called out.\n\n“Um, in just a few minutes,” Natasha answered back, hitting the buttons on the thermostat without a second thought. “I’ll just let it simmer for a bit. In the meantime, I’m going to do some tidying up.”\n\nSetting the platter on the kitchen table, Natasha got to work. Room by room, she made sure all of the windows and doors were shut tight. As she closed the blinds on the last window, she could already feel sweat beading down her fur. Excited as a child on their birthday, she came down the stairs to see her pet bird.\n\nThe smell was like a thick fog, created from the lingering gas and the unmistakable musk of sweat-laden feathers. Samantha was still lounging on her mattress, her entire body glistening wet. Keeping her eyes trained on her screen, she used her free hand to clean what she could off her forehead and breasts, droplets falling from the tips of her nipples. The room was filled with the scent akin to a pack of unwashed, trash-laden wolves. Taking a step in, Natasha couldn’t stop her mouth from watering.\n\n“Natasha, is there something wrong with the AC?” Samantha asked, fanning herself. “I’m stewing in my own juices here.”\n\n“No, it’s working fine,” Natasha said, hurrying back to the kitchen. “Must be experiencing some kind of heat freak wave. I’ll make sure to bring you something cold to drink with your meal.”\n\n“Thank UURP you.”\n\nTrue to her word, after reheating the plate of hotdogs, Natasha returned to the living room. In one hand she held the platter of sauce-laden meat, in the other a chilled bottle of soda. The climb up Samantha’s fat rolls was difficult, her paws slipping over the\n\ndamp feathers. Eventually, she made it to the top of Samantha’s chest, where the overheated bird was more than willing to guzzle down the entire bottle of soda.\n\n“Thank you Natasha,” she said, handing over the empty bottle in exchange for the food platter. “It really hit the BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRP spot.”\n\n“Glad to help,” Natasha replied, inhaling the heavy smell of the burp mixed with the growing body odor. “I’ll leave you to chow down on the hotdogs and grab you another bottle.”\n\n“Actually, would you mind giving me a little relief?” Samantha asked, before shoving the first hotdog past her beak.\n\nNatasha widened her eyes and smirked, ready to bask in her victory. “More than happy. Just give me a moment to get down to your gut and I’ll-“\n\n“No, no, not UUURP that,” Samantha was quick to deny. “I’m just getting irritated by all this sweat. Could you give me a little rinse?”\n\nNatasha turned her head, biting her nails to make sure she didn’t see her distraught expression. An idea popped in her head, her ears perking up as she turned back to show off a triumphant smile. “I can, but would it be alright if it doubles as a little snack for myself? I’ve been so well behaved.”\n\nSwallowing another hotdog, Samantha let out a half sigh, half belch. “I suppose that’s alright. Just stay away from my vagina okay?”\n\n“Promise,” Natasha answered, sticking out her tongue as she approached her.\n\nPlugging her snout into the depths of Samantha’s belly button, Natasha got to work on the colossal task. Spiraling out from the center of the raven’s gut, she made\n\ndutiful work sucking up the sweat cascading Samantha’s body. Not leaving an inch untouched, she managed to temporarily sate her hunger by sucking up the moisture. The same could not be said for Samantha.\n\nThe sensation of Natasha’s rough tongue dragging across her body, tested her resolve to keep herself calm. Her lunch became more of a means to keep her erotic moans from coming out as her fat folds were licked clean. Once Natasha climbed up to circle her nipples, she clenched her beak around several of the hotdogs to keep herself quiet. Making matters worse, her body was already taking the heavy meal and using it increase smell and volume of her burps and farts. Eyes tearing up as her nose burned from the resulting gas cloud, she didn’t notice until it was too late where Natasha was heading towards.\n\nWith the rest of Samantha’s body licked clean, the only place that remained was the bird’s gassy rear. Using what was left of her meal to brace herself, Samantha could only try to sit still as Natasha cleaned her rear feathers. After taking a long drag on Samantha’s tail feathers, she zigzagged against the pair of plump butt cheeks before going into the fragrant crevasses. Pressing her tongue against Samantha’s butt crack, she slowly made her way down to her anus. No longer able to hide her intentions, she pressed up against the hole to force out a rippling fart that lasted almost a full minute. The forceful gas blast both filled up Natasha’s ravenous belly and made Samantha clench her beak to try and keep herself calm.\n\n“I-I think that’s enough for now,” Samantha called out, stopping the demonic coyote from going any further.\n\n“Are you sure?” Natasha called back. “You’re still pretty sweaty.”\n\n“Yes, I’m sure. I think I can live with it for now. Just…can you get me more soda? Your little bath left me dehydrated.”\n\n“Will do,” Natasha called out. Before pulling herself free, she pressed her tongue one more time up against the saliva and sweat covered butthole. The sudden jolt sent another shiver down Samantha’s spine and gave Natasha one last puff of gas. Samantha clamped her beak tight to keep a moan suppressed as her body shivered with pleasure. Not that Natasha would have noticed, her mouthful of gas only worsening her desire to give in to her nature.\n\nBefore either of them realized it, day turned to night. Outside, the streetlights were turning on and the people of the town were getting settled in for a relaxing night at home. The same could not be said for Samantha and Natasha.\n\nEven with a steady feed of gas and sweat, Natasha still found her growling stomach coming close to overshadowing Samantha’s farts. The coyote’s attempts to mitigate her hunger problem, involved constantly sucking on sweaty feathers and plunging herself multiple times into the depths of Samantha’s gassy rear. Nothing she tried stopped her stomach from wanting the one thing that was off limits.\n\nSamantha wasn’t doing any better. By all accounts, sweating like a pig and choking on her own fumes should have made for the least arousing environment possible. However, the constant stimulation of Natasha roaming across her form kept her vagina as sex hungry as when she first met her. Unlike back then, her corpulent form was far from getting anywhere near her womanhood to satisfy her lust. Natasha was her only way of release, but she knew that giving in would be breaking the very promise that was\n\nsupposed to prove they were more than just each other’s source of pleasure. She was completely unaware of how close both of them were to breaking down.\n\nIt all came to a peak when it was time to serve dinner. No longer caring about hiding her intentions, Natasha rolled out a pot of baked beans, the roux consisting of nothing, but her special sauce. The climb up Samantha’s body was made all the slower by her need to feed, dragging her tongue along every feather and taking longer than she should have to pass the nipples. By the time she reached Samantha’s face, the bird couldn’t help the panting brought on by her quivering vagina.\n\nResting the pot on Samantha’s chest, Natasha began to ladle out the beans directly into the raven’s open beak. By just the third serving, the two of them became shrouded in a heavy mist of burps and flatulence. Both forced through their deepest desires to get through the meal, not a single word spoken between them. When Samantha swallowed the final bite, they both heaved sighs of relief, hoping that they could part until their allotted time was over.\n\nSliding down Samantha’s belly with pot in tow, Natasha began to retreat to the kitchen. Licking the remnants of her meal off her beak, Samantha’s glanced out the window just as the street lights were coming on. “Natasha, what BWOOOORRP time is it?”\n\n“A little after 8,” she replied, keeping her head fixed firmly on the door in front of her.\n\n“Wouldn’t you say that counts as,” Samantha paused, clenching her fingers as she let out a fart that sent ripples through her body, “the day ending.”\n\nNatasha dropped the pot on the ground and turned around. “I guess you’re right. Does that mean I kept my promise?”\n\n“I’d UURRP say so.”\n\n“Do you think I’ve earned a little treat?” Natasha asked, placing her hand on Samantha’s gut and gliding her fingers along it.\n\n“M-more than enough,” she answered, still trying to save face despite her body trembling with anticipation.\n\nWithout another word, Natasha got on all fours and started to crawl underneath Samantha’s gut. Surrounded on all sides by feathery flesh, she relished her journey into the depths of Samantha’s undercarriage. Using her nose to sift through the strong smells of gas and sweat, she stumbled through the darkness until she reached her prize. Grabbing on to the sides of Samantha’s thighs, she opened her mouth as wide as it would go and plunged in.\n\nAs she had hoped, the juices flowing from the meaty womanhood was like a waterfall of pure nectar. Lapping up the fluids settled down her stomach, but her true indulgence came when she heard a moan echo from above. Now more motivated than ever, she did everything in her power to pleasure Samantha. Sucking the overstimulated clit, dragging her tongue across the length of the expansive vagina, and drinking her fill of pure ecstasy.\n\nNatasha only pulled her head away once her stomach growling had stopped, to be overshadowed by a symphony of burps, farts, and an all too familiar cry of pleasure. Turning away from the honey pot, she crawled out from underneath Samantha, her fur slick with the raven’s various juices. Resting her chin on Samantha’s belly, she looked up\n\nto see her girlfriend basking in her post-orgasm euphoria. It was a face of complete bliss that had been the reason the demonic coyote was so enamored with her in the first place.\n\n“Was it worth the wait?” Natasha asked.\n\n“Every BWOOOOOOORRP bit of it,” Samantha replied, letting her fingers glide across her shivering body.\n\n“Sorry if I was a little rough. I’ll let you rest until morning before I try again.”\n\n“No!” Samantha shouted, more with urgency than anger. “I want moooooooore.”\n\nNatasha stood still for a moment, unable to remember the last time she heard Samantha speak with such need. Rather than argue, she gave Samantha a knowing nod and got back on all fours. Hoping she had enough room in her stomach for seconds, she once again crawled underneath Samantha’s gut.\n\n\nSamantha didn’t open her eyes until a little before noon. At the highest point of the day, the sunlight finally reached over her body to shine on her face. Unable to keep up her peaceful slumber, she greeted the day by stretching her beak as far as it would go with a yawn of awful morning breath. Scratching what she could of her fat form, she swiveled her chins back and forth in an attempt to find Natasha. Taking a guess, she clenched her fingers and scrunched her face to force out what little gas she still had brewing in her intestines. As last of her fart sputtered out, she felt something start to stir beneath her belly.\n\nAfter a few moments of feeling lethargic paws stretch against her thighs, she heard something crawl its way out from her crotch. With a wet plop, Natasha pulled herself out of Samantha’s flab. Rolling onto the floor, she rested her hand against her\n\nown gut, a swollen sphere that was still digesting her night long feast. Despite her dutiful work, her entire body was covered in dry cum and sweat, her once pristine fur matted and mangy. Her rough appearance did little to hinder her smile as Samantha leaned forward to greet her.\n\n“Good morning,” Samantha said.\n\n“Good UUURRP morning,” Natasha belched back. “What time did we go to sleep last night?”\n\n“Don’t know. My mind kind of went blank after the 12th orgasm. I’m still a little numb down there.” “Sorry about that,” Natasha said, wobbling on her feet as she attempted to stand up. Unused to the added weight, she stumbled forward and bounced her belly against Samantha’s. “Guess both of us went a little crazy last night.”\n\n“Not that it wasn’t enjoyable,” Samantha said, unable to suppress a laugh at the sight of Natasha’s little food baby. “Maybe if we just pace it out better, you can handle your appetite without eating me out raw 24/7.”\n\n“I think I have another solution.” Lying back on Samantha’s belly, Natasha held out her arm. Running her claws against her fur, brought out a trickle of what remained of Samantha’s juices. “I could probably save this stuff in a container in the fridge. Your cum alone has enough leftover pleasure essence to fill me up.”\n\n“Great idea, but I think most of its spent up.”\n\n“Nothing to worry about,” she said, getting comfortable inside of Samantha’s fat folds as she massaged her gut. “After yesterday, I think I know how to really get you going.”\n\n“Okay, but can you do it without making me so gassy this time?”\n\n“Aww you’re no fun,” Natasha said, sticking out her tongue to mock the obese raven that she was more determined than ever to keep as both an excellent food course and a perfect girlfriend.\n------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\na sequel to this story https://inkbunny.net/s/2125310 but written by eyebeast ","description_bbcode_parsed":"Natasha from her slumber. Slowly drifting her eyes open, the albino coyote woman opened her mouth to let out a yawn, while her claws scratched through the streak of blue hair on her head. Rolling over to avoid the morning sun, she tried to fall back asleep, but a growl from her stomach kept her wide awake. On reaction, she climbed down onto the floor and got on her knees. Opening up her mouth she started shuffling underneath the person that was simultaneously her lover, source of food, and bed.

Samantha looked so peaceful, the overweight raven a blob of black feathers that filled the entirety of the king-sized mattress underneath. Her thick arms and pudgy legs were still usable, but she did little with them these days, Natasha taking charge to feed her and take care of any of her desires. The hundreds upon hundreds of pounds that were packed onto her form were helped along by the upside down white triangle on her beak, a mark that connected to the pentagram on Natasha’s chest.

Being half-incubus and half-vampire, Natasha was more than happy to help Samantha indulge herself to the fullest. Thinking back to the countless feeding sessions that Samantha had asked for to reach her current size, made the growling in Natasha’s stomach grow even louder. Just as she was about to climb underneath Samantha’s gut to get breakfast, she heard the bird’s telltale morning burp.

“What did I eat last night?” Samantha asked, wincing at the smell of her own morning breath. Unable to stand the smell, she shook her head back and forth to disperse the gas, letting the tips of her purple hair cradle her pudgy cheeks.

“Oh the usual,” Natasha replied, craning her neck up to meet her girlfriend face to face. “Everything and anything I put in front of you.”

“Well whatever it was, I could go for some more,” she replied, groping what she could of her thick skin.

“I’ll get to work on your breakfast in just a moment. First I need to get my own.” Natasha opened her mouth and attempted to dive head first into Samantha’s undercarriage only to have an avalanche of fat block her way.

“Natasha, we talked about this,” Samantha said, trying to look intimidating through her multiple chins. “You promised you would go an entire day without eating me out. I need time to recover from your overindulgence lately.”

“I was hoping you had forgotten,” Natasha said, a shaky grin on her face as she backed away.

Samantha puffed up her face even further. “You know how much this means to me. I want you to prove that I’m more than just your meal ticket.”

“And you are.” Getting back on her feet, she effortlessly leapt up onto Samantha’s massive bosom. Leaning forward, she wrapped her arms around the thick neck in order to give an affectionate morning kiss. “I know how much this means to you,” she said, as she pulled away. “I’ll make it through the day you’ll see.”

Seeing the resolve in Natasha’s eyes, finally got Samantha to relax. “I believe you. I know you can do it.”

Their relationship stabilized, Natasha jumped down onto the floor. “Then don’t go anywhere and I’ll make you some breakfast.”

“Not that I have much choice,” Samantha playfully called out as Natasha entered the kitchen.

Closing the door behind her, Natasha finally dropped the façade. Chewing on her nails, she wracked her brain on how she was going to get through the day. In an attempt to get her mind off of things, she opened up the fridge and got busy making Samantha’s breakfast. The smell of fried eggs and bacon made her curse her biology, wishing she could just eat normal food and be done with it. Other creatures like herself could usually get by with simple blood or sexual gratification, but her mixed lineage mixed with her exposure to the overweight raven made radical changes to her biology. While she loved Samantha, she was cursed to only get sustenance through the overweight bird’s pleasure and other bodily fluids.

The overwhelming smell of greasy bacon going up her snout, brought an unruly idea into her head. Leaving the pan to fry, she searched the cupboards and found the needed materials. Collecting the bottles, she glanced over at the door to the living room. She was certain that Samantha wasn’t going to be happy with what she was about to do, but it was necessary if she hoped to get through at least the morning without failing her test.

After an hour of prep time, Natasha re-entered the living room with a covered platter of food. Effortlessly climbing up Samantha’s fat rolls, she sat down on the pair of massive breasts. Pulling off the cover, she let the smell of the overstuffed breakfast burritos drift into Samantha’s nostrils. Without a word, Samantha opened her beak wide to begin the feeding. Natasha was more than willing to oblige, tossing in the first burrito

to watch it be swallowed whole. In a matter of minutes, the platter was emptied, save for a single burrito that Samantha was savoring with a few more bites.

“I take it you enjoyed your meal?” Natasha asked, wiping bits of sauce off of Samantha’s cheeks.

“Yeah, it was really good,” she replied, licking her beak clean. “Probably your best batch BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOORP yet.” Her pleased mood soured as she inhaled the cloud of her rancid breath. She no longer looked at Natasha with gratitude, but with annoyance. “What did you put in those burritos?”

“Um…you know the usual stuff,” Natasha replied, keeping her head turned away from Samantha’s gaze. “Eggs, bacon, beans,...my special sauce…”

“Natasha, you know what that does to my UUURRP digestion.”

“I know.” Natasha turned back around to both address the irritated bird and inhale the burp. “Since I can’t get sustenance the usual way, I need to get it somewhere.”

A rumbling in Samantha’s gut, soon gave way to a fart squeaking out from between her massive ass cheeks. “Does it have to come from something that smells so bad?”

“Sorry, but that’s partially your fault.” Sliding down Samantha’s belly, she put the empty platter down on a table. “Just as your body’s been changed to turn all food into either fat or gas, my diet changed to accept only your pleasure, sweat, and gas.” Walking to Samantha’s backside, she hugged what she could of the gigantic ass cheeks. She dove face first into the butt crack, just in time to catch the next fart with her snout.

Samantha opened her mouth to scold her partner, but was halted by a shiver of pleasure originating from her rear. As the coyote dug further in to suck up the fart,

Samantha’s felt a twinge of pleasure that overcame any soreness she still felt around her well-used womanhood. “T-that’s fine,” she said, muffling a moan as best as she could. “If it helps you keep your promise, I think I can handle a little gas.” Feeling Natasha grope her luscious rear, she let out another fart just to cover up a coo of pleasure.

“Thank you Samantha,” Natasha said, raising her head up, her fur stuck with the smell of Samantha’s colon. “I’ll make good on my promise, you’ll see.”

Without the ability to waste away the day pleasuring Samantha, Natasha set about working on the household chores she had been neglecting. While she tidied up and took stock of what she needed for her next store trip, Samantha was content to sit on her bed playing video games or watching things on her tablet. The work was meant to keep Natasha’s mind off things, but it was difficult with the sound of her ravenous stomach and gassy roommate. She had hoped that the constant belches and farts would be enough to sate her hunger, making sure to press herself up against Samantha whenever a new burst of indigestion came out. However, the rancid air only served as an appetizer that made her hunger more for a main course she couldn’t have.

When it came time to prepare Samantha’s lunch, Natasha didn’t hesitate to pour more of her special sauce on top of a stack of chili cheese dogs with extra onions. The meal would increase the amount and severity of Samantha’s gas, but that would only exacerbate Natasha’s hunger. Just as she was about to carry the platter out into the living room, her eyes lingered on the thermostat. An idea popped in her head, offering a temporary fix to her problem at the cost of making Samantha very uncomfortable.

“Is lunch BWOOOORRRP ready yet?” Samantha called out.

“Um, in just a few minutes,” Natasha answered back, hitting the buttons on the thermostat without a second thought. “I’ll just let it simmer for a bit. In the meantime, I’m going to do some tidying up.”

Setting the platter on the kitchen table, Natasha got to work. Room by room, she made sure all of the windows and doors were shut tight. As she closed the blinds on the last window, she could already feel sweat beading down her fur. Excited as a child on their birthday, she came down the stairs to see her pet bird.

The smell was like a thick fog, created from the lingering gas and the unmistakable musk of sweat-laden feathers. Samantha was still lounging on her mattress, her entire body glistening wet. Keeping her eyes trained on her screen, she used her free hand to clean what she could off her forehead and breasts, droplets falling from the tips of her nipples. The room was filled with the scent akin to a pack of unwashed, trash-laden wolves. Taking a step in, Natasha couldn’t stop her mouth from watering.

“Natasha, is there something wrong with the AC?” Samantha asked, fanning herself. “I’m stewing in my own juices here.”

“No, it’s working fine,” Natasha said, hurrying back to the kitchen. “Must be experiencing some kind of heat freak wave. I’ll make sure to bring you something cold to drink with your meal.”

“Thank UURP you.”

True to her word, after reheating the plate of hotdogs, Natasha returned to the living room. In one hand she held the platter of sauce-laden meat, in the other a chilled bottle of soda. The climb up Samantha’s fat rolls was difficult, her paws slipping over the

damp feathers. Eventually, she made it to the top of Samantha’s chest, where the overheated bird was more than willing to guzzle down the entire bottle of soda.

“Thank you Natasha,” she said, handing over the empty bottle in exchange for the food platter. “It really hit the BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRP spot.”

“Glad to help,” Natasha replied, inhaling the heavy smell of the burp mixed with the growing body odor. “I’ll leave you to chow down on the hotdogs and grab you another bottle.”

“Actually, would you mind giving me a little relief?” Samantha asked, before shoving the first hotdog past her beak.

Natasha widened her eyes and smirked, ready to bask in her victory. “More than happy. Just give me a moment to get down to your gut and I’ll-“

“No, no, not UUURP that,” Samantha was quick to deny. “I’m just getting irritated by all this sweat. Could you give me a little rinse?”

Natasha turned her head, biting her nails to make sure she didn’t see her distraught expression. An idea popped in her head, her ears perking up as she turned back to show off a triumphant smile. “I can, but would it be alright if it doubles as a little snack for myself? I’ve been so well behaved.”

Swallowing another hotdog, Samantha let out a half sigh, half belch. “I suppose that’s alright. Just stay away from my vagina okay?”

“Promise,” Natasha answered, sticking out her tongue as she approached her.

Plugging her snout into the depths of Samantha’s belly button, Natasha got to work on the colossal task. Spiraling out from the center of the raven’s gut, she made

dutiful work sucking up the sweat cascading Samantha’s body. Not leaving an inch untouched, she managed to temporarily sate her hunger by sucking up the moisture. The same could not be said for Samantha.

The sensation of Natasha’s rough tongue dragging across her body, tested her resolve to keep herself calm. Her lunch became more of a means to keep her erotic moans from coming out as her fat folds were licked clean. Once Natasha climbed up to circle her nipples, she clenched her beak around several of the hotdogs to keep herself quiet. Making matters worse, her body was already taking the heavy meal and using it increase smell and volume of her burps and farts. Eyes tearing up as her nose burned from the resulting gas cloud, she didn’t notice until it was too late where Natasha was heading towards.

With the rest of Samantha’s body licked clean, the only place that remained was the bird’s gassy rear. Using what was left of her meal to brace herself, Samantha could only try to sit still as Natasha cleaned her rear feathers. After taking a long drag on Samantha’s tail feathers, she zigzagged against the pair of plump butt cheeks before going into the fragrant crevasses. Pressing her tongue against Samantha’s butt crack, she slowly made her way down to her anus. No longer able to hide her intentions, she pressed up against the hole to force out a rippling fart that lasted almost a full minute. The forceful gas blast both filled up Natasha’s ravenous belly and made Samantha clench her beak to try and keep herself calm.

“I-I think that’s enough for now,” Samantha called out, stopping the demonic coyote from going any further.

“Are you sure?” Natasha called back. “You’re still pretty sweaty.”

“Yes, I’m sure. I think I can live with it for now. Just…can you get me more soda? Your little bath left me dehydrated.”

“Will do,” Natasha called out. Before pulling herself free, she pressed her tongue one more time up against the saliva and sweat covered butthole. The sudden jolt sent another shiver down Samantha’s spine and gave Natasha one last puff of gas. Samantha clamped her beak tight to keep a moan suppressed as her body shivered with pleasure. Not that Natasha would have noticed, her mouthful of gas only worsening her desire to give in to her nature.

Before either of them realized it, day turned to night. Outside, the streetlights were turning on and the people of the town were getting settled in for a relaxing night at home. The same could not be said for Samantha and Natasha.

Even with a steady feed of gas and sweat, Natasha still found her growling stomach coming close to overshadowing Samantha’s farts. The coyote’s attempts to mitigate her hunger problem, involved constantly sucking on sweaty feathers and plunging herself multiple times into the depths of Samantha’s gassy rear. Nothing she tried stopped her stomach from wanting the one thing that was off limits.

Samantha wasn’t doing any better. By all accounts, sweating like a pig and choking on her own fumes should have made for the least arousing environment possible. However, the constant stimulation of Natasha roaming across her form kept her vagina as sex hungry as when she first met her. Unlike back then, her corpulent form was far from getting anywhere near her womanhood to satisfy her lust. Natasha was her only way of release, but she knew that giving in would be breaking the very promise that was

supposed to prove they were more than just each other’s source of pleasure. She was completely unaware of how close both of them were to breaking down.

It all came to a peak when it was time to serve dinner. No longer caring about hiding her intentions, Natasha rolled out a pot of baked beans, the roux consisting of nothing, but her special sauce. The climb up Samantha’s body was made all the slower by her need to feed, dragging her tongue along every feather and taking longer than she should have to pass the nipples. By the time she reached Samantha’s face, the bird couldn’t help the panting brought on by her quivering vagina.

Resting the pot on Samantha’s chest, Natasha began to ladle out the beans directly into the raven’s open beak. By just the third serving, the two of them became shrouded in a heavy mist of burps and flatulence. Both forced through their deepest desires to get through the meal, not a single word spoken between them. When Samantha swallowed the final bite, they both heaved sighs of relief, hoping that they could part until their allotted time was over.

Sliding down Samantha’s belly with pot in tow, Natasha began to retreat to the kitchen. Licking the remnants of her meal off her beak, Samantha’s glanced out the window just as the street lights were coming on. “Natasha, what BWOOOORRP time is it?”

“A little after 8,” she replied, keeping her head fixed firmly on the door in front of her.

“Wouldn’t you say that counts as,” Samantha paused, clenching her fingers as she let out a fart that sent ripples through her body, “the day ending.”

Natasha dropped the pot on the ground and turned around. “I guess you’re right. Does that mean I kept my promise?”

“I’d UURRP say so.”

“Do you think I’ve earned a little treat?” Natasha asked, placing her hand on Samantha’s gut and gliding her fingers along it.

“M-more than enough,” she answered, still trying to save face despite her body trembling with anticipation.

Without another word, Natasha got on all fours and started to crawl underneath Samantha’s gut. Surrounded on all sides by feathery flesh, she relished her journey into the depths of Samantha’s undercarriage. Using her nose to sift through the strong smells of gas and sweat, she stumbled through the darkness until she reached her prize. Grabbing on to the sides of Samantha’s thighs, she opened her mouth as wide as it would go and plunged in.

As she had hoped, the juices flowing from the meaty womanhood was like a waterfall of pure nectar. Lapping up the fluids settled down her stomach, but her true indulgence came when she heard a moan echo from above. Now more motivated than ever, she did everything in her power to pleasure Samantha. Sucking the overstimulated clit, dragging her tongue across the length of the expansive vagina, and drinking her fill of pure ecstasy.

Natasha only pulled her head away once her stomach growling had stopped, to be overshadowed by a symphony of burps, farts, and an all too familiar cry of pleasure. Turning away from the honey pot, she crawled out from underneath Samantha, her fur slick with the raven’s various juices. Resting her chin on Samantha’s belly, she looked up

to see her girlfriend basking in her post-orgasm euphoria. It was a face of complete bliss that had been the reason the demonic coyote was so enamored with her in the first place.

“Was it worth the wait?” Natasha asked.

“Every BWOOOOOOORRP bit of it,” Samantha replied, letting her fingers glide across her shivering body.

“Sorry if I was a little rough. I’ll let you rest until morning before I try again.”

“No!” Samantha shouted, more with urgency than anger. “I want moooooooore.”

Natasha stood still for a moment, unable to remember the last time she heard Samantha speak with such need. Rather than argue, she gave Samantha a knowing nod and got back on all fours. Hoping she had enough room in her stomach for seconds, she once again crawled underneath Samantha’s gut.


Samantha didn’t open her eyes until a little before noon. At the highest point of the day, the sunlight finally reached over her body to shine on her face. Unable to keep up her peaceful slumber, she greeted the day by stretching her beak as far as it would go with a yawn of awful morning breath. Scratching what she could of her fat form, she swiveled her chins back and forth in an attempt to find Natasha. Taking a guess, she clenched her fingers and scrunched her face to force out what little gas she still had brewing in her intestines. As last of her fart sputtered out, she felt something start to stir beneath her belly.

After a few moments of feeling lethargic paws stretch against her thighs, she heard something crawl its way out from her crotch. With a wet plop, Natasha pulled herself out of Samantha’s flab. Rolling onto the floor, she rested her hand against her

own gut, a swollen sphere that was still digesting her night long feast. Despite her dutiful work, her entire body was covered in dry cum and sweat, her once pristine fur matted and mangy. Her rough appearance did little to hinder her smile as Samantha leaned forward to greet her.

“Good morning,” Samantha said.

“Good UUURRP morning,” Natasha belched back. “What time did we go to sleep last night?”

“Don’t know. My mind kind of went blank after the 12th orgasm. I’m still a little numb down there.” “Sorry about that,” Natasha said, wobbling on her feet as she attempted to stand up. Unused to the added weight, she stumbled forward and bounced her belly against Samantha’s. “Guess both of us went a little crazy last night.”

“Not that it wasn’t enjoyable,” Samantha said, unable to suppress a laugh at the sight of Natasha’s little food baby. “Maybe if we just pace it out better, you can handle your appetite without eating me out raw 24/7.”

“I think I have another solution.” Lying back on Samantha’s belly, Natasha held out her arm. Running her claws against her fur, brought out a trickle of what remained of Samantha’s juices. “I could probably save this stuff in a container in the fridge. Your cum alone has enough leftover pleasure essence to fill me up.”

“Great idea, but I think most of its spent up.”

“Nothing to worry about,” she said, getting comfortable inside of Samantha’s fat folds as she massaged her gut. “After yesterday, I think I know how to really get you going.”

“Okay, but can you do it without making me so gassy this time?”

“Aww you’re no fun,” Natasha said, sticking out her tongue to mock the obese raven that she was more determined than ever to keep as both an excellent food course and a perfect girlfriend.
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